The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1887-06-25

wicked sldelong glance, and then
with his right hand he drew from his
hip pocket pistol. Not a word had
been spoken. Every thing had been
done in pantomime Suddenly curtain
seemed to descend just in front of me
and shut out my view Of the pair. But
from behind the curtain now came the
sound of struggling, and then | heard
woman's voice cry out:
go, Charlie, what have / done that
you should wish to take my lifer
"Then the sound of more struggling
came from behind the curtain and the
woman's voice cried:
go, spare me, Charlie, spare met
''Then heard the report of pistol.
l suddenly came to myself, and at the
same instant the ceiling overhead shook
and heard something heavy fall upon
the floor above.
81 sprang up, but for the moment l
was in dazed condition, from which |
was aroused by the sound of footsteps,
which seemed to come up the stairs
from the floor below and then to ascend
to the floor above. 1t is the fourth
floor front lodger returning late l
thought, he steps quietly as becomes
late comer' That | had been dream
| ing felt certain; but still it seemed
more than possible that the cries and
the pistol shot at the end of my dream
had been real, and 1 certainly had
heard something which might have
been a dead body fall on the floor
above. Could it be that Mrs. Winter
had been murdered by Leclair! Iplaced
my ear at the Fireplace and listened.
heard sounds as if the knob of a door
was being turned, and then every thing
was silent. l moved toward my door,
and as did so heard footsteps quietly
descending the stairs from the floor
above. The footsteps passed my door,
and | then heard them descending the
stairs to the floor below. / opened my
door and, stepping softly out on the land
ing, l listened. l heard the door of Lee
clair room OPEN land then shut. now
had no doubt that it was Leclair, and
that he had murdered Mrs. Winter,
either in fit of jealousy or because he
found her in his way He looked Just the
sort of man to commit murder, |
thought. Twas about to arouse the house
and denounce Leclair, when it flashed
across my mind that, after all, might
have made mistake, and that Mrs.
Winter might be still alive. After a
moments hesitation concluded to wait
until morning. l crept into bed, and
while trying to solve the strange
mystery of the cries, the pistol shot and
the heavy fall on the floor above, l
fell into deep sleep.
at was late in the morning when |
awoke. While dressing myself fixed
upon the course which | thought it
best to pursue. / was about to leave
my room when I heard some one burst
in the door of the room above mine
An instant later loud shrieks rang
through the house. l hurried up the
stairs and entered the room. On the
floor l saw the dead body of Mrs. Win
ter. There was wound in the breast
from which had poured a stream of
blood that now lay in a pool near the
body. The expression on the dead
woman's face was peaceful one. The
fingers of her right hand were closed
over the butt of revolver. | felt sure
that the murderer had placed her fin
gers there in order to make it appear
that the poor woman had committed
suicide. AS this thought struck me |
saw Leclair enter the room. His face
was very pale, but he looked at the
corpse without tlinching and said:
Poor woman, | am very sorry for
her She has had much trouble. 1t
was more than she could bear. 1t de-
stroyed her reason and drove her to
suicide. She has been very kind to my
wife
"The landlady with police officer
and several other persons now entered
the room. The officer examined the
corpse and then asked if any one pres
ent knew anything about the suicide
beyond the fact that the body had been
found in its present condition. was
about to denounce Leclair as the muir
derer of Mrs. Winter, when, to my sur
prise, he stepped in front of me and
said to the officer:
81 can explain the tragedy. My
name is Leclair- Charles Leclair-"
"Your name is Charlie" thought I,
land the dead woman called on Charlie
to spare her. That is the only link
wanting in the chain of evidence"
"Ihave known Mrs. Winter for some lit
tie time. She was married to a man who
i'll treated her, and finally deserted her,
taking with him their only child, to
which she was deeply attached. Since
then the poor woman has exhausted all
of her slender means in striving to
regain the child. Last evening Mrs.
Winter learned of the death of her
child. Her grief was intense, but she
was calm when last saw her. The
blow undoubtedly unhinged her mind,
and drove her to the fatal act"
''Do you know when she fired the